DeAngelo
I woke up to Armani scrambling all through my closet. Picking things up and throwing them back down. I scrunched my eyebrows, and sat up stretching.
"Fuck is you doing going through all my shit ?" I asked deeply, still in sleep mode. She looked back at me, and rolled her eyes continuing to go through my stuff. "Aye I know you hear me Mani. Don't get yo shit rocked early morning." I stated. I heard a small giggle escape her mouth. She turned around throwing a pair of Levi jeans at me.
"First of all your clothes are also my clothes. I'm looking for a nice shirt of your's that I could sport today. I don't wanna wear my clothes." I laughed and shook my head. I walked over to where she was, and grabbed her, swinging her over my shoulder.
"Why yo little ass don't wanna wear yo own shit. I hope you ain't changing genders on me." She smacked my bare back and laughed.
"No stupid. I just wanna wear something of yours. You know walk around representing my man." I laughed and tossed her on the bed.
"Whatever you say, but since you the last one on the bed you gotta make it up." I pushed her down, and ran into the bathroom locking the door. She dislikes making my bed up only because when I sleep, I fuck the whole bed up.
"DeAngelo I'm gonna kill you !" She yelled slapping the wooden door. I laughed and turned the water on, preparing for my morning shower.
Armani
"Akikiki. You think it's funny. Watch this light skin ass boy. I got you, right now." I said to myself under my breathe. He wanna play, well so can I. I scrambled through my bag and found my Bath & Body Works shower gel and matching body lotion. I smiled to myself, and grabbed my debit card, pushing the door and sliding the card on the crack of the door. It took a few tries but then BOOM the door opened. Quiet as a mouse, I unscrewed both tops and poured it all over the floor. The lotion was a light nude pink, so he wouldn't be able to notice it against his white tile floors. I stepped out and grabbed my water bottle pouring it on the floor to "activate" the shower gel and get the floor slippery. I unlocked my phone and sat it on the sink behind the toothbrush holder. Clicking record, I exited the bathroom, and I ran to his garage and opened his electricity box. I flipped the switch and his power went out. Without his electricity his water heater wouldn't work, which means his shower will instantly turn cold. I ran back to the room as fast as possible, and crawled under the bed.
"Mani why the shower cold !" His yelled echoed throughout the house. "AhhhhShiiiit !" The water cut off, and I could hear him cussing under shit breath. The shower curtains were pulled open, and within 3 seconds, I heard a loud as skin screech on the floor and a thud. "Ahhh what the fuck !" He yelled out in pain. Covering my mouth, trying not to be heard, I laughed my ass off in the inside. Hearing him slipping and sliding for a good 10 seconds, the door flung open. From under the bed all I could see was his legs and a whole bunch of lotion and soap covering them. I slapped my hands over my mouth and died in the inside. This was hilarious.
"Armani I knew yo ass was up to no damn good ! Where you at ?" He yelled exiting the room, going into a full on search team mode. "You better be hiding good, cuz when I catch yo yellow ass it won't be good." I crawled from up under the bed and eased my way to the room door locking and slamming it shut. "ARMANI OPEN THE DOOR !" I could hear the rage in his voice. "Nope. I know you're gonna do something to me if I do." I laughed uncontrollably. I scurried to the bathroom and retrieved my phone, setting it on the dresser, which gave view to the whole room. Going back to the door where he was yelling his head off, I never minded him and slipped one of his too big shirts on.
"Mani baby it's cold out here and all I have on is a towel to cover below my waist. I'm shaking on the other side of this door. Come on and let me in. You gone let ya man freeze to death ?" I laughed at his sarcastic ass. But I'm dressed and still cold, so I know he's feeling it two times worse.
"Promise me you won't try anything when I open this door." I placed my ear on the door waiting for his response.
"I promise Mani, now open up." He groaned impatiently. I sighed, "Are you lying to me Angelo ?" He laughed and jiggled the doorknob. "Mani have I ever lied to you ?" I thought for a second, but couldn't think of anything.
"You're right." I unlocked the door and backed up. The door was flung open, and Angelo's big body tackled mine. I laughed and wined out in pain. "Deeeee ! Stooooop !" I cried out as he playful punched and tickled me all over. Attacking my neck with kisses, I wiggled around giggling at the ticklish feeling and then BOOM, I was turned on. Grabbing his head, I pulled him up and kissed him. As the kiss got heated, I tugged on his towel, and he grabbed my waist increasing the intensity. Breaking the kiss and pecking my lips one last time, he patted my waist and smiled. "Not now, and especially not after that shit you just did to me. Besides, we gotta be at school in a few." I rolled my eyes, and pushed him up.
"Yea wit that nasty ass attitude you need to turn my switch back on and clean up this damn mess you made in here before one of us actually gets hurt." He said grabbing me by my waist and stating sternly in my ear, and I went and did as told.
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The Saint & The Sinner
General FictionArmani Hartfeild a 18 year old teen who never lived her life as a normal average teen, due to the fact that he father (Paul Hartfeild) is one of the biggest pastors in the City of Brenthills (Made Up Place). She's done nothing in her life but be the...